Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

"Lu Zhangke attacked me right away. I didn't kill him outright, only because I knew your princess."

If you feel the measure is insufficient, the Imperial Advisor can try it now.

The Golden Wheel Monk's face turned green.

He wasn't really trying to avenge the Xuanming Elders, and the princess had an ambiguous relationship with them, so why would he force himself to step forward and attack?

He put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha".

Zhao Min was secretly surprised when she saw this scene. This Dharma King's skills were among the best in Mongolia. He had just said that he could even have the upper hand against Guo Jing.

As a result, she didn't even have the confidence to take the initiative in front of Qin Han. She closed the fan in her hand and walked to the front.

He helped the Golden Wheel Dharma King out of his predicament.

"Alright, alright, you're so tough now. I just came out with my aunt to relax and clear her head, I didn't come here specifically to fight you."

Qin Han turned his head to look at Zhao Min and teased, "Relax? Bringing the Grand Preceptor and these two old men all the way to Western Xia to relax? Minmin, do you even believe the lies you made up?"

When Zhao Min heard the other person call her Minmin affectionately, she quickly kept a straight face and didn't lose her composure.

The way Hua Zheng and the other woman were talking made her increasingly suspicious of the relationship between them.

Suppressing his thoughts, he said, "King Qin, please don't make things difficult for Minmin. This trip to Western Xia was indeed for..."

He had only just begun speaking when a large group of people on horseback suddenly came running down the street outside.

The sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground completely drowned out the noise inside the building.

The sound of hooves echoed all the way down the street.

More than twenty riders galloped wildly down the long street, led by a burly and robust man.

He was wearing a brocade robe with gold trim, a half-bent knife at his waist, and he was shouting as he swung his riding whip.

The Western Xia people who had set up cloth stalls on the street didn't have time to dodge to either side.

He took a real lash on the shoulder, clutching his arm as he fell to the ground, rolling around in agony.

The man didn't even turn his head. He nimbly jumped from the horse's back to the ground, and the twenty-odd elite riders behind him simultaneously grabbed the reins and stopped.

Kublai Khan looked up and glanced at the signboard hanging above the restaurant.

Stepping over the threshold, I strode in and saw Zhao Min and Hua Zheng standing in the second-floor corridor as soon as I entered the lobby on the first floor.

My gaze swept along the railing and finally settled on Lu Zhangke, who was being supported by others.

Lu Zhangke looked dejected, his right arm hanging limply at his side. He Biweng was supporting his senior brother beside him, his face gloomy and not looking well.

Kublai Khan's face immediately darkened!

Lu Zhangke was definitely a highly respected master in Mongolia; whenever he went out, he brought shame upon the Mongolian royal family.

He strode up the wooden stairs to the second floor, with four of his personal guards following closely behind, while the twenty elite cavalrymen below had already blocked the front and back doors of the restaurant.

Zhao Min saw Kublai Khan coming up the stairs, and her heart sank.

This is bad news.

She knew all too well the fourth prince's fiery temper.

(Genghis Khan's four sons were modified; the grandsons were changed to sons.)

Kublai Khan walked a few steps to Lu Zhangke, reached out and pressed his hand on the other's injured shoulder, and Lu Zhangke gasped in pain.

"Who did it?"

Kublai Khan's words revealed an uncontrollable anger.

Lu Zhangke opened his mouth to look at Qin Han, swallowed hard, and dared not utter a sound.

Kublai Khan turned his head following his gaze and saw Qin Han, who was standing next to two women.

One looked alluring, the other had a cold expression, and behind them stood a girl in a tight-fitting outfit.

Wanwan leaned against Qin Han's shoulder, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips, as if she were deliberately stirring things up.

The Golden Wheel Monk noticed that Kublai Khan's expression was off, and quickly took two steps forward, whispering:

"Fourth Prince, the man opposite you is the Prince of Shu of the Southern Song Dynasty."

The Dharma King originally wanted to say a few more words, revealing the details of the fight between the two, so that Kublai Khan, the hot-tempered prince, would not act impulsively.

After all, this isn't their territory. If they anger Qin Han, he might really lash out.

But Kublai Khan had no intention of letting him finish speaking.

What is the King of Shu?!

He traveled all the way to Western Xia to participate in the marriage proposal, hoping to bring the Western Xia princess back to Mongolia.

He wanted to prove to his father that he was stronger than his other brothers, but now his father's health was deteriorating day by day.

The brothers were secretly vying for that position, and whoever could gain an ally would have more confidence in their position as heir.

He had been holding back his anger all along the way, and any opponent who dared to stand in his way of seeking a husband had to be dealt with in advance.

The King of Shu happened to travel to Western Xia at this particular time, clearly intending to find a wife for his son.

The worst part is that he's even more handsome than me!

That's a rival for food; since we're rivals, there's no need for idle chatter.

Lu Zhangke has been beaten so badly. If he doesn't get his revenge today, Mongolia will have completely lost face.

Kublai Khan reached into his waistband and drew the curved sword, its tip pointing directly at the Qin and Han dynasties.

"Go, tie this kid up!"

Upon hearing the sound, four guards immediately sprang out from behind, drawing their curved swords from their waists.

Zhao Min's heart tightened. Let alone Kublai Khan, even if Temujin were here, this man in front of her would really dare to lose his temper.

She hasn't decided on her relationship with Qin Han yet and doesn't want to be caught between feelings and national identity.

He quickly took a big step forward, holding his arm horizontally in front of the four guards.

"Your Highness, stop immediately!"

Zhao Min spoke quickly and urgently.

"This is King Qin Han of Shu. The Imperial Advisor has already tested him; you can't defeat him. Quickly put your sword away!"

Kublai Khan was shocked to hear Zhao Min say in front of so many people that he was inferior to others.

That would immediately make him lose face, especially since the Prince of Ruyang's mansion repeatedly refused to join any of the princes, only wanting to sit back and watch the tigers fight. This made him even more indifferent to Princess Zhao Min.

He raised his hand and shoved Zhao Min aside with considerable force, causing her to bump into Hua Zheng.

Hua Zheng quickly reached out to steady him, looking at Kublai Khan with worried eyes.

"Fourth Brother, what Minmin said is the truth, please don't..."

"Shut up!"

Kublai Khan immediately shut Hua Zheng up, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword taut, and he pointed the tip of his blade in the direction of Qin and Han.

"I don't care what kind of Shu King he is!"

"Even if he were the Heavenly King himself, he wouldn't stand a chance against our Mongol cavalry!"

"Today I'll show you what real skill is. Stop bragging about others and disgracing the Mongolians!"